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I'm a 15 year old girl in a world where the dead roam the streets. I read stories about stuff like this. I remember after I saw movies or read books about them I would have nightmares and I would scream in the middle of the night. my mom would walk in and tell me it's fictional and that I'm okay.
I believed her then but now, they are real. it's like my nightmares are coming true. sometimes I think I am dreaming. that I'll wake up from this and I'll be with my mom and Sophia would still be alive, but that is not the case.
I miss my sister. my mom. but my dad? no. I don't miss him at all. I didn't even like calling him dad. he would abuse me, my mom, Sophia. Shane, someone from our group but died, stuck up for us. he punched him until he was half dead. I didn't really like Shane, but I liked how he did that for us. shane, well he wasn't really the easiest to get along with. he was the nicest person before this, so I've heard. the apocalypse changed him. he became crazy.
this world changed everyone. even me.
I used to go to school, ride a bike, have breakfast, lunch and dinner everyday, go shopping. all of that's changed.
I'm not the girl I was four years ago. I would kill people just to stay alive. I already killed two people. one woman, one man. they were after me. I couldn't just let them kill me. I wouldn't.
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time to leave the shack and start my journey.
I grabbed all the supplies I needed that I found. another knife, 4 extra bullets, 2 cans of peaches, and 2 batteries.
you never know when you'll need them so I grabbed them anyway.
I start to head out side and I walked on the straight road.
I've been walking for what feels like hours but I know has only been 15 minutes. if I want to see my mom again, I have to shut up and deal with walking.
I'm walking a road by myself. alone. like I've been for 3 years. I wish i can have a normal childhood but I can't and I never will.
I stop and look at the road. I study it for a while. footprints. I follow them. they lead into the woods.
nevermind, they lead through the woods. onto a railroad. okay. I'll just walk on this.
okay, now I've been walking for an hour and a half. there's a walker stuck in the train tracks, still alive. well, dead but alive and there's a few mice surrounding it. someone's been feeding these things?! are people really that messed up? these things kill people. they eat people.
I thrust my knife into its head and it falls to the ground.
I begin to loose my temper and stab it multiple times until the head is no longer a head. "this is for sophia!" I scream over and over.
I hear multiple moans. SHIT! a herd of about 30 walkers are walking towards me through the woods.
I run and hide behind a big tree on the opposite side of the railroad. I pick up a rock and threw it away from me. all the walkers go over to where the rock landed.
except two. ugh.
I stab them both in the head and down they go. I keep walking the track.
I walk and walk and walk until I see a sign with a gutted walker beneath it.
the sign read:
glenn, go to terminus.
-maggie, bob, sasha.I don't know who bob or Sasha are but glenn and Maggie sound familiar.
glenn! I know him! I knew him since this whole thing started! and Maggie, from the farm.
I'm one step closer to finding my people and nothing will stop me.
anything that gets in my way, will die.
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